The Dream I Had on Friday

Friday night was a big, huge happy hour (four hours). We started at D&B then went to Common Interest (which is really nice now that the remodel is complete). It seemed like everyone was there. Even F showed up, without a pager! S was there, talking me up all night long.

Sometime between falling asleep Friday night and waking up Saturday morning I dreamed about a super-species of sand bur that could be used as a weapon by your enemies, or by opponents in competition. The opponent grabs a handful of these super-species and casts them (like sowing seeds) onto the facial hair and clothing of a neutral third party. Your job is to pluck off all the burs before they mutate into man-eating plants. Sometimes, even after being plucked off the neutral third party, the super-species sand burs would mutate. The only way to kill them was to wait until they mutated half way then to throw them to the ground and stomp on them (which made a satisfying “crunch” sound). The mutated plants were entanglers. They killed by completely encasing the victim in tentacles, wrapped around the body as fast as the tentacles grew.

This may be a stretch, but this dream may be related to two things that happened during happy hour. S was talking me up all night and he told me (in cruder terms) he would like to take me home. I considered it briefly — very briefly — and indicated this wouldn’t be a good idea. What flashed through my head in that instant is how messy (entanglement) the relationship would get. On top of this, S discussed potentially getting back together with his ex-girlfriend — AGAIN! As if he didn’t get enough strife the first and second time around. This was another messy entanglement.